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babymilkawa · 4 years ago

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HI BEAN!! so basically i saw that ur inbox was open and i was wondering,,, could u maybe do like todoroki in a secret relationship x gn!reader, either texts or hc format bc i feel like thatd be rly cool. have a good day!! 😊 oh also if u want u can do like a how yall got found out too sksjdh

yes!! aah how have I never thought of doing a secret relationship with texts before,, this is brilliant!!

secret relationship headcanons with:

todoroki shoto

gn!reader :)

mild swearing

so it was your idea to keep it a secret because todoroki wouldn’t really mind letting other people know that you’re his

but he completely understands your reasons

although he wishes he could openly hold your hand and stare at you without midoriya and iida following his line of vision, he wants you to be comfortable first

there’s a lot of sneaking around, whether it’s glances at each other or to spend the night in one another’s arms, you have to admit it’s kind of fun

y’all even have a little knocking pattern

one time you were wearing his hoodie in your bed and you heard his usual knock

as soon as you opened the door, his arms were around you immediately, giving you only a few seconds to close the door with your foot

he’s picking you up by the waist and throws the two of you on your bed

“shotooo” you say, giggling

he’s usually clingy but today he was all over you

his hoodie that you were wearing had your own scent mixed in to it, making him rub his face on the crook of your neck while holding you by the waist

your hands instinctively went up to his hair and ruffled his soft locks

after rubbing his face print onto your neck LMAO, the two of you just lay there, panting from laughing so hard

he’s still on top of you and he doesn’t plan on moving any time soon

his cheek is to yours and his face is literally 😌

then you get a text saying that everyone’s meeting up in the living room to talk about plans for the weekend

gently pushing your boyfriend off you, you say “hey I need to leave first, you can come 5 min later or I’ll text you. Ok sho?”

he didn’t respond, arm still snuggly wrapped around your waist

you wiggled out of his grasp and got out of bed

remembering to take his hoodie off, you leave your dorm, looking around to see if anyone was near

you immediately sat up from your seat on the couch and rushed to your dorm

you saw midoriya standing outside of your room and you didn’t know whether to be relieved or to panic

he was a good friend of your boyfriend’s and if he did find out, you trusted that he would keep it a secret

midoriya saw you coming and whispered, “uhh y/n I think you have someone in your dorm”

“what? Oh no don’t worry about it, I just came out there’s no one in there”

“are you sure? I think we should check..”

“nopeee don’t worry about it! I think we should go, they’re probably waiting for us”

you dragged him away from your door and the two of you sat next to each other on the couch

you could tell that he suspected something, though

although you were grateful that he was worried and wanted to ensure your safety, you knew that your tone of voice sounded suspicious

then iida spoke up “where’s todoroki? We said to meet in 5 minutes!”

you looked at anywhere but midoriya and he turned to you, suspicions confirmed

uraraka was on your other side and just at that moment, she started dusting your shoulder “y/n why do you have white hair on your shoulder, red too”

ah shit

you could see midoriya’s eyes widen from your peripheral vision and see other heads turning to you

“yea..” denki said. “where is todoroki?”

“why are you looking at me? I don’t know where he is.” you say.

then at that moment, your boyfriend walked in, looking around

realizing that there were no seats left, he subconsciously plopped down right at your feet, causing the whole room to gasp

“I KNEW IT” kirishima said, jumping up to his feet and pointing at the two of you

mina was hopping around and screaming “how did we not notice 😫😭”

“well it wasn’t really obvious until like 5 minutes ago” midoriya says beside you

“wait..so the hair on you.. was Todoroki’s?” denki says.

“no shit sherlock, who else could it belong to?” bakugou growls

you honestly don’t know how to react and looking down at your boyfriend, you realized that he looked pretty calm, except for the tiniest smirk on his face

to be honest, you didn’t mind anymore

plus now, you could put the collage you made of your couple pictures as your screen saver

todoroki already had todorokiy/n as his phone passcode but he wanted to change ur contact name and put his favorite picture of you as his screensaver

then he got up and pulled you off the sofa, only to sit back down himself and bring you into his lap

the room broke out in “awws” and you could feel the color rushing into your cheeks

he rested his chin on your shoulder and said, “so what are we talking about?”

a/n: this was so fun to write!! aah yk I really wanna give you guys content/prompts that you don’t usually find on here,,,hence the quarantine ones,,,but I apologize if you come on Tumblr to get away from all that oops 🤭

bnha masterlist

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inspiteallthedanger · 3 years ago

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I read this from a website, do you think this is true? It's just that some insiders know about john and paul

“I was born in Liverpool and was a child of the Sixties I was around at that time and i can def tell u John and Paul were a couple. I’ve seen both of them together many times I worked in Whitechapel 50 yds away from Brian’s record shop. The truth will never be printed while Paul is alive . ”

“Ok guys someone told me about this site and i have been loving it so far. Anyway my great uncle who lived in Liverpool told me a story some years ago. He told me that John and Paul actually were living together at some point during the sixties (John even stated it in a 70’s interview) and he is invited by a friend of his to a party that John and Paul are having at their house. He said as he walked in he saw Paul, who was walking around in nothing but a white shorts and John some feet away playing pool. He said throughout the day John and Paul is behaving like a regular couple and he is shocked since so many other ppl are there. Later in the evening as he is getting ready to leave Paul casually walks over to him and thanks him for coming and he leaves. He told me this some yrs after John’s death because he was sure Paul would have admitted they were a couple, well it has not happened and I don’t think he ever will. I really don’t know what to make of this story since he was the first person I ever heard claiming John and Paul to be a couple but apparently he is not the only one! ”. “Since everyone is anonymous here, I guess I can give a bit of info I got from a female friend of mine who at one time was Paul worked as one of Paul’s assistants. According to her Macca is a bisexual, who makes no secret of this when he is around his inner circle. She does not know for certain if John and Paul were involved but she suspects it since to this day whenever John’s name is brought up he acts in her words ‘like a widow’ and he also addresses John in present tense. He would say things like, ‘John thinks that the music should be like this,’ and during his bitter divorce from Heather he was saying, ‘John says that this is getting nasty.’ Kind of creepy. She claims he always talks about Linda and obviously misses her very much. As for the threesome rumours she heard ppl talk about it and would not put it past him. She is also certain that the BI about the bisexual Rock&Roll legend over 65 yrs was Paul. ”

“In the music circles it is spoken as a fact that John and Paul were a couple (My Dad was a musical director in Liverpool). Their affair started long before 1963, but came to a halt after Stu Sutcliffe became the central person in John’s life, hence the reason Paul hated Stu so much and even to this day blames his dislike of Stu on his lack of musical ability. Even Stu’s sister said that Stu and Paul were fighting for John’s affections. After Stu died Paul became the centre of John’s world again and he remained that way until Yoko replaced him.”

Hello my love! Thanks for sending this over. Sadly, and perhaps boringly, the short answer is no. But I do have thoughts about these sorts of quotes and also potentially how stories start out that eventually turn into something like this.

More under the cut.

I’ve said before that I really don’t believe that J&P were hiding any sort of romantic relationship. There’s a few reasons for this, but mostly I don’t think the way they talked about sexuality and gender would be the same. Also, the break up would just… look very different. I get the impression neither of them (but especially Paul) really let themselves admit what was going on between them. There’s just a level of… unresolved something. If they’d made a go of it and simply broken up, I’m less convinced they’d have kept coming back together.

Also, John especially seemed to be searching and pushing at the bounds of his sexuality in a way that seemed like (at least until the mid 70s) hadn’t been fully satisfied. Paul’s just way too weird about it for me to believe he was in an openly same-sex relationship.

As for the quotes, I think some of them are probably simply made up. Devoid of any real context or identifiers, I wouldn’t take these sorts of anecdotes as truth. I’ve seen similar stories about basically every ‘pairing’ in every fandom I’ve even been tangentially involved in.

Also, if J&P were openly in a romantic relationship and that many people saw them, I think we’d have someone saying so in a more official way than annons giving second-hand accounts. I’m sure they’d be largely dismissed, even if they did exist, but we’d still see some evidence of it. I just don’t believe in that many people’s ability to keep a secret (especially one that could have made them a lot of money).

That said… I can believe that some people saw them and…. Hmmmmmmm. I think the party story is meant to have been from around the time of SP. That was the period where they were the most close. So, someone could have been to Paul’s, seen them, and told a story that said, “Gosh they sure were peas in a pod” and then that story went through a game of telephone and came out something like the above.

There are also quotes that talk about how close J&P were, especially in Liverpool. So, like, I can believe that they essentially acted like a couple. That is to say, making obviously joint decisions, playing hosts together, talking in inside-jokes etc. I think that was, actually, part of the confusion that ultimately led to the break up. I suspect they both realised it was all getting a bit much. But I really don’t think they were able to articulate why or face it (perhaps more on Paul’s side but even then…).

This could also sit along some sexual contact that was never, ever talked about and was very much set aside from any emotional intimacy. Perhaps until India. Annnnyway, all of which is to say, they kind of were a couple, but they just didn’t want to admit it. But that’s not the same as openly talking about it, having regular sex, and in any way committing to one another.

Anyway. No, I just don’t see the quotes being true. But, what I think did happen was way more interesting and sad. It’s also why we have Paul still rambling and confused about whether John even cared about him. If they’d been some form of couple, I reckon he’d just shut it down or not talk about it. He’d have a PR answer that either went: “Nah, we weren’t that close” or “Yeah, we were best friends but we fell out. Oh well, anyway, here’s some Wings.” Instead we have… whatever it is Paul is doing instead.

#beth rambles #mclennon #sorry anon #I just think they were too weird to have anything #as normal as a straightforward affair

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larentsaloud · 3 years ago

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I am new here. But what's with Bright stalking u?! How did u even suspect it? Wanna hear the whole story!

hi!

lord this is a long story. so basically last wednesday i had an anon mentioning bright boxing and when i went to check brights instagram page i was unable to see his page.

my first instinct was. wait. am i blocked? i wrote about it here x.

then, i tried searching from a browser an logged out of IG and i could see his pics so i assumed i was somehow blocked from viewing his content? like the account i used to interact with him via IG is my personal writer public profile that’s linked to my art instagram, so i don’t use them for fandom stuff but i do follow my crushes and faves on it.

anygays, i mentioned the fact i was restricted as a reply to the anon jokingly, and my bestie and i were laughing about it because it’s clearly got to be a glitch like no way he would block me right?

well. wait. it gets better.

i once sent him a reaction chat message as a reply to his stories. the message was never received, so either he had his phone switched off or whatever.

but that exchange has been deleted from my messages once the IG “glitch” corrected itself ie i got “unblocked”.

so i thought. weird!

then someone came forward saying they are the boxing anon and also they’re ‘the bright w animals anon’. so again i thought ok it’s clearly NOT bright bored stalking me via tumblr it’s not like he has time this guy has 11 M followers and BUSY schedule, while i am working 37 hrs a week and blogging about my obsessions, when not writing/ painting.

but then, i would get these cute anons saying i should post bright on the daily LOL and telling me i was adorable. which my bestie and i JOKINGLY address as bright. again. i was NOT actually thinking it’s him but it made me laugh.

still this whole time i’m like. it’s headcanon.

RIGHT???

and this morning…

here’s a story i posted yesterday at 9 am

and then brights picture that he also added to his story, and to his profile from his photography page.

HMMM. SUS.

my caption: like a white flag tailing our end

b caption: stuck

i mean yes people take pictures of things objects in trees all the time. it’s just a coincidence that the guy whom i’ve accused of monitoring my tumblr as the self proclaimed #1 F4 fan and bright tu propaganda spreader is actually posting questionably copied image within 24 hrs?

the fact he blocked me last wednesday lmao and now this?

i’m going to get checked into a mental institution ISTG! although i work in mental health so what does that mean lol.

sigh. do with this what you will.

👁👄👁💅🏻

#f4 thailand #f4 #thyme x gorya #bright vachirawit #tu tontawan #ask d #anon #bright stalking anon

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codenamed-queenie · 5 years ago

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#BatsInQuarantine

I am going insane. So I poured my restlessness into one long and very detailed post and got super into it. Please enjoy this hot mess.

The Justice League, being the well-meaning virus-proof Super Friends that they are, took one good look at the news, one good look at their non-powered friends Ollie, Bruce, and their families, and collectively decided that these normal humans must be Protected At All Costs.

Now, keep in mind, Bruce is never one to roll over when it comes to being benched.

However, he understands the importance of social distancing. He knows he needs to set a good example for his kids, and keep up appearances as Gotham’s Most Responsible Multi-Billionaire.

So. Quarantine it is.

But how are his kids handling it?

Dick -

100% on board in the beginning. Gotta do the Responsible Thing. Gotta set a Good Example. Besides, guys, this is gonna be Fun. Quality Family Time is always a Must.

He lasted 2 days.

Then he started to get twitchy.

And as everyone knows? A Trapped Dick Grayson is a Feral Dick Grayson.

He bounces off the walls.

Literally.

“I have to climb.”

“Dick, no.”

“I have to climb everything.”

Has scaled the manor 16 times already. Has climbed the chandelier. The banister. Bruce. The roof. The Cave. Anything in the house that’s been bolted down and especially anything that hasn’t.

Duke found him clinging to the wall 10 ft off the ground like Spiderman and screamed so loud it shattered glass.

Desperate for news of the outside.

He thrives off of it like a starving man.

Was the one to suggest he and Barbara take a break to Social Distance from each other (”Sorry, babe, kissing spreads germs”) and experienced Instant Regret(TM) approximately 5 minutes after.

The Family has labelled him a Flight Risk Level 1 (Most likely to say f**k it and make a break for the outside world)

Jason -

Accidentally got trapped inside the manor with the others when Bruce called Shutdown. If he had his way, he’d be chilling in his favorite safe-house right now, binging The Witcher with Roy and Artemis, and not worrying about finding a stray brother in his sock drawer.

But he’s nothing if not an opportunist.

The way he sees it, Jason has 3 options:

Self Improvement

Self Isolation (See Duke, Cass, and Damian)

Descension Into Madness (See Dick and Steph)

And, well, he always wanted to try a few things. Now he’s got the free time to do it.

So he settles on baking.

Alfred’s got enough food and raw ingredients stored up to feed an army. (Not because he’s a Panic-Buying-Hoarder in times like these. But because he’s a Panic-Buying-Hoarder all the time. Just try feeding 11+ teenagers sometime.)

Uses recipes he finds off Google.

His first few attempts are, in a word, ‘tragic’.

Alfred slips him a few of his recipe cards, and Jason suddenly starts seeing Results.

Turns out he’s pretty good at this baking thing once he gets the hang of it.

Hope everyone’s okay eating nothing but pie, macaroons, biscuits, and whatever else Jason whips up.

Cause that’s gonna be the only food left by the time he’s done.

Barbara -

Self-quarantined with her dad.

They’ve been binge-watching classic black and white movies together.

It’s a fun time, but she’s started to get a little antsy. Loving her dad and wanting to be around him 24/7 are, understandably, mutually exclusive.

Calls the manor to video-chat every day.

For her sanity just as much as theirs.

Gives everyone little challenges to film on their phones and send in. She makes compilations of everyone’s submissions so they can all watch and laugh together.

Bonus points for Creativity

One comp shows the family trying to drop Mentos into coke bottles.

Dick did a handstand, and dropped his Mento from the second story balcony.

Tim did it wearing the Batman cowl. The soda exploded into his face, and the rest of the video is just Bruce’s Shrieking.

Stephanie tried it, but the bottle tipped. Everyone on camera screamed as the bottle rocketed through the front window.

She spends most of her calls having one-on-one convos with Dick.

They’ve come up with little code phrases so they can be Cheesy even with family members lurking in the background.

She thinks the way he clings to the monitor is cute.

Almost like he’s giving her a hug through the screen.

(It’s easier than letting herself worry about his mental state, at least)

Tim -

Oh this boy.

Freaked out for the first five minutes before he decided ‘hey wait, Bruce is letting me stay in my pajamas all day? Noice.’

Now he’s just vibing.

The rest of his family is Low-Key shielding him.

He Has No Spleen, you see.

Steph: “Someone could cough on him and he could die!”

He just goes about his day, playing Animal Crossing like there’s no tomorrow, tinkering on projects, taking naps, etc. Living his best life.

Meanwhile there’s always someone lurking behind him, keeping watch, keeping him safe.

Dick sneezed within 5 feet of Tim once (the fact that he was on top of the dusty bookshelf Tim was perusing is irrelevant)

Jason still full-body tackled him the second Tim’s back was turned.

No one with any symptoms--

Like, any symptoms. They don’t even have to be Corona-related.

--is allowed within 10 feet of Tim.

Tim has been wandering the manor for weeks, now, without seeing another human being.

(He sees Dick on the ceiling sometimes, but that doesn’t really count)

He’s been trying increasingly drastic pranks and shenanigans to draw someone, anyone, out.

But it doesn’t matter how many times he steals Damian’s sword, or sets fire to Jason’s brownie bites.

Nobody wants to risk it.

Cass -

No one has seen her since quarantine started.

Everyone is approximately 87% sure she’s somewhere in the manor though

Because she does eat the meals Alfred leaves out for her.

Or at least someone does, at any rate.

(Jason and Santa top the running suspects list)

Santa was Steph’s suggestion. For some reason it snowballed.

It’s assumed that Cass misunderstood the meaning of ‘social distancing’ and took it too far.

But no one knows for sure.

She is Tim’s Guardian Angel.

People who so much as clear their throats a little too loudly anywhere near him suddenly wake up on a different floor of the house four hours later.

Duke came closest to spotting her while he was up in the attic.

Either that, or there’s another Creepy Sister everyone forgot to tell him about living up there.

She is silent, and watchful, sticking to the shadows, but she does leave the occasional note out to brighten her siblings’ day.

Things like ‘helo i love u’ and ‘hop u ar ok’ mostly.

She is bound and determined to protect her family from this invisible threat, no matter the cost.

Steph -

Like Dick, she was Super Pumped at first.

(Just kind of showed up at Wayne Manor before quarantine was enacted. The original purpose of her visit is unclear, but regardless, she’s Trapped.)

Also Like Dick, her descent into madness was swift.

She is impossible to pin down.

Not like Cass or Damian, who’ve stayed off the grid, and are therefore Untraceable.

No. She’s impossible to pin down, because she never stops moving.

Switches seamlessly between Zumba on top of the Giant Dinosaur in the Batcave, and furiously knitting Alfred (the Cat) a sweater with a pair of Tim’s used chopsticks.

Braided everyone’s hair while they were asleep.

Even Bruce’s.

She tried to do Tim’s, but somehow blacked out and regained consciousness in the attic.

When she woke up with a scream and a furiously twitching eye, she startled Duke out of his Makeshift Fort he built out of old cardboard boxes and antique furniture. He’s had to resort to finding a new hiding place.

Sometimes, on the rare occasions she does sit still, staring off into the distance, she’ll suddenly start laughing hysterically. This may last between thirty seconds and thirty minutes, depending entirely on how long it’s been since she’s knitted a cat sweater or done cartwheels through every room in the house.

Blew up the greenhouse out back, somehow.

Everyone has agreed not to talk about it.

Some people were built to handle prolonged time inside their homes.

Stephanie Brown is not that way.

Damian -

Damian Wayne Cannot Be Contained.

At least not inside the house.

He took off thirty-six hours into quarantine.

Thanks to the security equipment around the borders of the Wayne Estate, he can’t escape the grounds.

(He’s tried and failed multiple times. Jason and Bruce have a running bet on how many times the perimeter alarms will go off per day.)

(Jason is winning.)

He wanders the grounds with Titus as his only companion.

The two of them run laps, practice drills, and find ways to occupy their time.

No one’s entirely sure what those ways are.

In fact, nobody knows exactly where Damian is at any given time.

Only that he is Out There.

And he’s the best security system Wayne Manor’s ever had.

So far, he’s stopped five groups of civilians scaling the perimeter walls before the lasers and electric nets even have a chance to deploy.

They were trying to break in and steal supplies.

(Even ones they already had in surplus. Like Toilet Paper.)

He’s also stopped Dick from escaping twelve (12) times.

Drags him back by his shirt collar and deposits him on the welcome mat.

Usually with a note for Alfred/Jason, requesting more fruit tarts.

Duke -

Did not leave the attic for two weeks.

Then Steph discovered his hiding spot (read: was dumped there by Cassandra) which forced him to relocate to the basement.

Yes, it turns out Wayne Manor does have a basement.

This was a surprise to Duke, who always thought that the Batcave was Bruce Wayne’s basement.

Alfred keeps him supplied with all the necessities:

i.e. food, magazines, assorted pastries from Jason’s latest batch, usually straight out of the oven.

Duke also snagged the Manor’s Alexa.

She has become a sort of ‘Wilson’ to Duke’s ‘Chuck Noland’.

She is his only comfort. His only ally.

He’s determined to wait out this quarantine, doing his best to avoid the others.

Duke has seen these people under pressure.

He knows exactly what he’s dealing with.

Duke: “Alexa is the only motherf****r in this madhouse I ever respected.”

*offended butler noises from the other room*

Duke: “And also Alfred.”

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nikrangdan · 4 years ago

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classmate!sunghoon

pairing: classmate!sunghoon x female reader

genre: fluff, comedy

description: you felt like park sunghoon was way, WAY out of your league... what happens when the teacher tells him to move seats and sit next to you?

*didnt proofread

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becoming friends with park sunghoon was not something you expected to happen this year

throughout high school you had a small group of friends and never really stuck out

so when your teacher told sunghoon to move seats..

the seat happened to be the empty one next to..

guess who *cue the evil laugh*

YOU!!!!

your first thought was

‘this entire year is just gonna be him completely ignoring my existence or awkward interactions’

now you’ve heard of park sunghoon.... its basically a guarantee at your high school

he has this group of friends and theyre labelled as the popular kids i guess you could say

and the only reason he had to move seats in your two hour long class was because he and his friend jake goof off in class too often and your teacher deemed them “too distracting”

so eventually sunghoon was forced to move all the way across the classroom

right next to you

you were shocked to say the least

obviously he was handsome

too handsome to the point where you questioned how someone as good looking as him went to your school

he sighed and got up from his chair next to jake

but he still had a small smile remaining on his face indicating he wasnt that upset about him having to leave his friend

your heart began to beat quicker automatically as he walked towards your desk

even if you didnt have a crush on him like alot of people did, you still felt nervous around popular students like him for some reason

he ran his hand through his hair and sat down next to you, setting his bookbag on the floor next to him

he didnt look at you, nor acknowledge you

Awkward....

but nonetheless the lecture began again and the class sat in silence

taking notes on their laptops or sleeping

there were around 30 people in your class and your seat was in the middle row next to the window so you often gazed outside from the 2nd floor during class

you glanced to your right and noticed sunghoon slouched back in his seat, twirling around a pencil in his hand while his laptop remained open on his desk

it was just a white screen so he didnt take any notes

you were surpised because you knew he had fairly decent grades

you ignored your thoughts and continued taking your own notes

soon enough the bell rang and sunghoon stood up immediately and walked over to jake

‘yup’ you thought. ‘we are definitely not going to be having a single conversation this year.’

fast forward a couple days!!!!

you were sitting in class next to the boy

as normal

and you still have yet to talk to him.. mainly because you never initiated conversations ESPECIALLY when its a really really cute boy

anyways

ur teacher is like

Ok class im assigning a project and ur partner is the person sitting next to u

yay!!!!!! (can u sense the sarcasm)

welp

you sit in silence while everyone in the class starts discussing with their partners

the project is you have to make a presentation on a world issue of your choice

“um...” u start

sunghoon starts pulling out his laptop and binder

“what do you wanna do?”

he doesnt even look you

well!!!!!!

u didnt know sunghoon and his group of friends very well but u definitely thought they were more... friendly than this

its silent for like 5 seconds

“huh? oh sorry did you say something?”

“uh yeah.. i asked what you wanted to do for the project.”

“project?”

God u tried so hard not to laugh

you think he noticed because his cheeks turned a really light shade of pink

he looked so innocent

“yeah we have to make a presentation” you lightly chuckled

he was very amusing without even trying

“oh sorry haha.. i zone out easily”

“its okay.. but its due in less than 2 weeks so”

so you two spent the next hour choosing a topic and working on the project

it was kind of awkward for the first 10 minutes but then you warmed up to eachother

u were lucky that he was an extrovert too

(sunghoon is an extrovert for the sake of this story OK)

u were also lucky that he was smart

it was easy for you to talk to him.. he just felt comfortable

contrary to ur prior belief.. sunghoon was actually a really really cool guy

u used to think he was just a guy

now u think hes a really really cool guy

“can you please stop putting penguin clip art on the slides” you giggle

then he puts parrot clip art instead

“do your work!!!!” he was supposed to keep researching but he was trying to balance his pen on his nose

“shhh y/n... im doing something important.”

you roll your eyes

he was always doing something that was Not work

but you found it entertaining

and he’d make dumb little jokes that made you both hide your faces in your arms on top of the desk to hide your laughter

“hey y/n”

“what”

“what do you call an old snowman”

“i dunno.. snowgramps”

“no.. water”

you both made eye contact before bursting into laughter and then forcing yourselves to be quiet before u got in trouble

but that made everything funnier so you both were just covering your faces while trying so hard not to make a sound

this was so weird

u have never clicked with someone so fast before it honestly felt exciting

you were talking to sunghoon as if you’d been friends with him since birth

Very Very weird because you had only talked to him an hour ago and now u two are acting like besties ?!?!

jake noticed from across the room too

hes like ‘Why is sunghoon having fun without me🙄🙄’

the bell rings and so far you only have 2 slides

“we didnt get anything done” you note as you pack your bag

“yeah yeah i know. we can work on it more tomorrow”

“right.. see you tomorrow” you’re about to head out until jake walks up

“hey bro” he and sunghoon do some kind of made up handshake before he turns to look at you

now you know jake

everyone knows jake

you used to think he was the sweetest out of all their friend group

and he definitely lives up to that!!!

“hey y/n!” he gives u a smile

AWE hes so adorable

“hi” u reply

you were trying to speed up this conversation though so you could go eat lunch with your friend

“hows the project going?” he asks

“bad. sunghoon doesnt know how to do anything.” you deadpanned jokingly

sunghoon looks at you with an offended look that makes you wanna snort

“hey! you’re the one who doesn’t know how to add text to the slide!”

“what the hell sunghoon?! don’t tell him that, it’s embarrassing!” you give him a dirty look before walking out the classroom door with a smile on your face

days passed and you and sunghoon would only speak during that class but whenever you did it would be a mess

“sunghoon, y/n, quiet down! there is no reason for my classroom to be this loud!” your teacher scolds you two after sunghoon slapped his desk after you accidentally snorted

u two had such a weird relationship

u were almost strangers outside this one class but besties when u were in it

jake noticed too

one time he asked sunghoon during lunch why ur relationship was what it was

“i dont know.. thats just how we are” he answered

but jake kind of suspected sunghoon had a crush on u

*wiggles eyebrows*

it had only been a week but jake was determined to set u up together

“y/n you look cold, heres sunghoons jacket!”

“y/n sunghoon needs help with his homework, can you maybe do something about that..”

“sunghoon, y/n looks sad go give her a hug”

needless to say it worked!!!!

because a week after you presented your 2 weeks worth project

sunghoon asked u on a date

YUPPPPPP

let me recite how it went

u were walking out of class together because jake wasnt there that day

sunghoons bookbag was slung over one shoulder and u were stood next to him with both hands on ur straps

“hey.. do u wanna maybe go grab something to eat with me for dinner..? or something” he quickly asked

“what, like a date?” you joke

“uh.. yeah” he replied looking down at u

u stop in your tracks

WHA

No way

“wait what? seriously?” you look up at him with wide eyes

“yes u little munchkin” he pinches your cheeks exaggeratedly and pulls them to make your face sway everywhere

u swat them off so fast

“um.. okay” u answer and ur face heats up

you cant even look him in the eye

like u cant say u DIDNT see this coming but it was still a shock

“awe is y/n blushing” he teases

“go away stupid”

yeah he doesnt go away

ANYWAYS u are the cutest couple ever

everyone wants to be u two so bad!

couple goals literally

jake is so proud of himself honestly

whenever u get into a silly little argument his rebuttal is always

“remind me who got u the best boyfriend ever? thats right, me. dont try me y/n”

and ur like

“ooohhh jakey im so scareddd”

he cannot stand u

but Yeah sunghoon bestest bf ever

takes u on dates whenever u want to

makes u laugh very much

almost too much

and ur parents LOVE him

mhm sunghoon very awesome guy

#sorry this one was short and quick #cries #enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #enhypen jake #enhypen sunghoon #sunghoon #enhypen blurbs #enhypen drabbles #enhypen headcanons #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #enhypen reactions

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weirdcursedvaultkid · 4 years ago

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I would honestly find it easier to much better if Merula actually was part of R at this point, as she could have easily joined when she was younger and less aware of what R is and now she is stuck. But if she is like a double agent I find it harder to stomach, because MC is really hurt by this. And lying and gaslighting and keeping the truth from them is just hurting them more. The lies are more forgivable if she fears jailtime or is unable to leave R, as Azkaban is a huge human rights violation

god ok ajkdfh i feel like the biggest merula apologist let me first say i dont like how this is being handled at all i wish merula and mc could have an honest and open conversation about what the hell is going on. I wish mc could just confront her about what they saw without having to be sneaky and indirect about it and i wish merula could just tell mc what is going on with her right now and whats going on behind the scenes. but things are never that simple and easy now are they

under a readmore bc i ramble for a bit (i tried to keep it short but theres a lot 😭)

i think theres probably a legit reason WHY merula cant just tell mc whats going on . at least not right now. we dont know whats going on or what shes involved in currently. all we know is that merula has been under A LOT of pressure lately and thats probably contributing to the "mood swings" she mentioned

^^ this sounds literally so stressful for her if shes coming back worried. to me it almost seems like... merula is trying to protect mc in a way by keeping all this from them? and unfortunately that means she's going to feel like she has to lie and deny stuff and hide things from mc

i understand merulas defensiveness when mc is confronting her and not telling her the REAL reason they suspect her. as far as merula knew at that point in the convo.. mc doesnt know anything so to her the only reason mc suspects her is bc... shes being nice? bc she cared about a friend? bc she apologized? its honestly.. a little insulting not gonna lie. i can understand merula being hurt by this after everything her and mc have gone through (mc's not the only one being hurt here!)

the fact that she didnt react angrily as you'd expect her to and instead calmly explained herself and what shes feeling i think says A LOT

^^ this sounds like merula may be in way over her head so thats why im personally giving her the benefit of the doubt whether shes been a part of R for a while or if shes a double agent or something else entirely.. and im choosing to believe her when she says this.

also i will mention the game has rly been pushing this message of not everything being black and white and grey morality and making the player question what is REALLY going on here (im pretty sure this is coreys purpose as a character actually kajdfh)

i genuinely think merula has mc's, her friends', and hogwart's best interest at heart. i genuinely believe her when she says she has changed. i genuinely believe she is trying her best. she may not be handling it the best but the girls been thru a lot and is still currently still going thru a lot so i can cut her some slack. and yall dont have to if u dont want to ... im obviously biased here lol

and if im wrong about her. then ill be the first to put my clown makeup on lmao

#mella speaks #im ridiculous but wow this is just so interesting to talk about akdfj #asks #hphm spoilers

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gaymershigh · 4 years ago

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Hi, can u write headcanons of Jamil, Azul, Cater, Rook and Idia discovering that their S/O (male) is their favorite singer/idol in a disguise? Sorry if it sounds too boring

Thanks and I love your blog <3333

It's not boring at all! I love this request so much 💗 the reader has to not be a different world like Yuu so it makes sense in context as to why they're popular in twisted wonderland, just to clear things up!

Also yes, I'm doing other requests before redoing that damned unfinished draft-

Jamil, Azul, Cater, Rook and Idia discovering their boyfriend is a popular idol

You want to tell him so bad but you just don't the guts to.

It's not like you don't trust Jamil or anything. It's just that Kalim's 99% always nearby him and try don't him to overhear your confession and cause a huge hassle.

But sometimes secrets are broken by itself. You can be your own secret breaker.

While you were listening to songs from the Land of Hot Sands that was recommended by Jamil, he was picking random songs from your country.

His eyes slightly widen when one of the songs he picked's singer sounds just like you but with a different name.

“He sounds just like you.” he stated and that made you panicked. That is one of your newer songs from a few weeks ago.

He got curious when your words started getting shaky and your face getting sweaty. This led him to researching your stage name, making you even more scared.

“He even looks like you too, could it be?.. ” if you kept lying, it will go into a dead end. The only thing to do it to spill the beans even if you don't want to.

Your hesitant nod was followed by silence and then a normal 'ok' from your lover like nothing was out of the ordinary. You were shocked.

In the inside however, he was different. He was baffled, these things only happen in fairytails!

He's not complaining though, he loves the feeling of being special.

Even if don't mind, he wouldn't be the type to be brag about your relationship together. Maybe with Kalim but other than that, nah.

“I see. Don't worry, ya amar, I'll keep this a secret. just the two of us only.”

How can you keep this secret away from him for that long? Colour me and him impressed.

Jamil is reasonable as to why he doesn't know about your secret identity because he doesn't keep up with the trends but Azul? He definitely spends more time on the internet than Jamil would ever.

But of course he would find out eventually. Of course, it's Azul.

You were giving him some song recommendations and avoiding your own so it wouldn't raise suspicion.

Unfortunately, you weren't fast enough as he realized you kept skipping a few songs right before the song hits the 3 second mark.

When he asked you why you kept skipping a few songs. You sweated and lied about the singer is not so good. You basically degraded yourself.

If course, it's not easy to fool your boyfriend. He snatched your phone away and looked at the current song you're about to skip.

He covered his mouth in shock. There was no doubt about it, that really is you. The voice, the looks, the stage name sounds like something you would name yourself, everything!

“Darling, why didn't you tell me? Do you not trust me?” You had to reassure him that was not the case and you just prefer not to get the attention and not make anyone annoy him about asking him questions about you.

You're just so special, aren't you? You're an idol beloved by everyone but you don't want the publicity and cause any problems, you're so sweet and precious.

He'll only brag occasionally. It's unprofessional for him to be cocky every single time of the day and he'll probably show off only to intentionally piss off someone.

“Darling, you shouldn't insult yourself! You're very good in singing and you amazingly breathtaking! So handsome.”

Seriously, how did you get away from him, Cater Diamond himself??

He's a social media God and even if he does suspects you several times, he's supposed to catch on sooner.

You have to admit, it was harder to hide away from him since he follows your account. Everytime he takes a selfie with the both of you, a lot of people comment asking him is that (stage name).

He would usually reply 'I wish lol but imagine if that happens 😳'. This makes you nervously laugh.

He always comments about how you always look like (S/N) all the time and you always nervously scratched your neck, feeling guilty.

He also joked about your voice being incredibly similar and how you could be the idol in disguise. My god you couldn't describe how much you want to run out of there as soon and possible.

You thought everything is going smoothly until the most dreadful statement came out of your boyfriend.

“(Y/N), do you want to go to (S/N)'S concert on Friday this week?” You had enough. You can't handle the torturous moments and can't keep up with the lies anymore. You have to tell him with a little twist to it. You said you were busy which means you have to keep denying your cute pouty sweetheart.

When you finally finished your concert, you called your boyfriend from the stage to go to the backstage. You can see the excitement in his eyes.

When you confessed that his statements about his number 1 favorite idol is also his boyfriend he's been dating for months, he went form speechless to hugging you tightly while screaming.

“Holy shit, I can't believe it, (Y/N)! I'm gonna tell everyone!” You sighed in relief as he reached out for his phone.

He's definitely gonna brag no matter what universe he's in. The publicity and increase amount of his followers in magicam is gonna be unbelievable. Just like Azul, he's gonna shove your relationship to everyone's face just to annoy them.

“(Y/N)-chan is so mean hiding such amazing secrets away from me, you're gonna pay the price~”

He's gonna be so surprised as to how you hide from him for more than 3 days. He's got good eyesight and very good at reading your heart.

You're sometimes we're scared that he caught on as he kept praising you like your fanbase would usually do. You never felt so relieved when you found out he's just like that.

He sometimes does comments how you look like your other side and how your voice sounds uncomfortably similar but that's just it.

It's a little bit easier to get away from him when it's about social media since he's not really the type to look to check social media daily.

He kept persistently asking you if that singer he adores so much was you, which you kept replying with of course, no.

But every single time you answered the same reply, your tone and confidence seems to be different, lowering down specifically. He probably already knew you are (S/N) now but he really wants you just give him a 'yes' instead of just believing in his own word.

While you were cuddling with him on his bed and about to fall asleep, you were playing a few songs as white noise to make you go to dreamland faster.

You didn't even realise your song was playing, your eyes were bleary and you could black out any moment.

Rook took the opportunity to asked you again if you were (S/N), he was both surprised and please when he finally got the answer he waited for.

With no hesitance, you said yes before drifting to sleep. He won this time, checkmate.

When you woke up, he told you about what happened last night with the usual smile while you're mouth was agape.

He might unintentionally brag by telling the whole campus how handsome you are, your angelic voice, how lovable and huggable your figure is, Vil is jealous.

“Mon trésor, there is no need to repent about your beauty, you are lovely in any shape of form, my sweet delicate dove~”

He adores your idol version of yourself and is probably the only real idol that he admires, the rest is probably his anime waifus or whatever.

Doesn't mean he doesn't love your backstage form too, he loves you too very much and thinks you're very handsome :)

It's just that your face reminds him of his favorite singer of all time. He's always making conspiracy theories about how you're (S/N)'s clone and you'll just laugh, knowing everything.

He once said that maybe you're an idol in secret, this made you sweat nervously as you shook it off.

Everytime he talks about your idol self to you, Ortho always asks if you're ok or not because you always felt a bit anxious and shaky as if you were about to get killed.

This made Idia raise suspicion. He wanted an answer as to why so he made up a plan.

He makes Ortho note your condition everytime he talks about (S/N).

His suspicions were right, you're always uncomfortable everytime he asks you if you're the idol version of yourself.

If he thinks he has enough tapes and audios of you literally shaking, he started negotiate you.

You had no escape as Ortho has trapped you in his room alone with your boyfriend. He kept taunting you with the same question 'are you (S/N)?' until you finally give in and told the truth.

Even though he got his victory, he still felt bad since you don't wanna talk to him for 3 days, causing him to cry like a baby.

He seriously can't believe it though, he just experienced something out of his mangas! He's beaming with joy.

He's only bragging on the internet only, there is no way he's gonna say anything in real life as you're wayyyy out of his league.

“You could have just told me, you know! I won't tell anyone if you're uncomfortable, I promise!”

You have no idea how much I loved writing this one but I got a creativity burnout when writing Idia lol~

-𝕸𝖎𝖗𝖎

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everyothermouse · 3 years ago

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A lil group portrait of the time au adventuring gang!! Them <333

Basically tol fucked up as a kid and is now on the run from the law, but realized that since his life was so crazy he could live off of telling stories of his wacky adventures. When he met Jay he wanted him to come with him, and when he found out jay couldn't come cus he was virtually a demon/god/magic magnet he decided he NEEDED to bring him to capitalize on how it'd make more cool stories. And yeah it worked so since then he's been collecting wackos to aaa go crazy aaaa go stupid (and also bcus safety I numbers or whateva, pop and pip are also criminals and pastel and jay are crimes against god <3) more about each individual under the cut!

Doin them from left to right :)

Pastel: died when she was messing around with some friends and got stuck under a big rock and left to starve. But because of a fluke in the underworld her God decided to resurrect her, a right usually only belonging to saints. Because of this she's now poorly pretending that she totally did something to deserve being revived (she tells a different story every time someone asks, she thinks it's funny) to avoid being persecuted for suspected witchcraft. She met Jay when they were both drunk and they had fun fucking around in the city, and she spilled the beans to him that she was revived for no reason. She regretted it, but jay didn't kill her because even though he's religious he knew what it felt like to be magically cursed and have everyone be pissed at u for it. Also she's really funny with jay so tol begged her to come with them to add more Comedy(tm) to his memoirs

Pop: a time traveller and angel who is trying to hide both of those facts but only really succeeding at hiding the time travel thing. When they were a kid they traveled to this time with his friends Lustre and Cherrybomb, but when they were attacked by the vicious royal guard they weren't able to escape without leaving Lustre behind. Cherrybomb super repressed that memory, and while pop recovered from some minor injuries they vowed to never time travel again. Yeah they only kept that up until they were like 15, but they still couldn't bring themself to go back to when they left Lustre. But now they're 26 (well technically they're like 33 but in their time their supposed to be 26) living with their boyfriend cherrybomb and have years of time travel experience under their belt, and they're ready to go back. Except they can't go back because they created a travel block for themself by accident because of how upsetting the event was, so instead they traveled as close as they could, about 10 years in the future of the time. Now they search for any form of closure, all they need to know is what happened to their friend, and they will do whatever it takes to find this out. But angels aren't super welcome in the past, especially not with uncut wings, so it's not exactly easy for them to navigate this time period. But after a while of their search they met two lovely children (well young adults), a demon and a "cursed" (nowadays they call em spiritually gifted) and felt so bad for how much the world seemed to be against them they decided they could travel with them, just for a bit, to protect them. They tried not to get attached. They failed. They're in it for the long run now aren't they TwT also as they explore this time and learn more about the gods, they start to realize that they might... be the God of longevity???? Or at least an older version of them became them? Time travel is fucked man

Btw Lustre plays a big role in this plot, her hyper futuristic knowledge, 'blessed' white eyes, and strange God gifted clothing would all lead to him rising to a much different role than fugitive rather quickly, but they're not who this post is about ;) also I'm gonna go bottom to top for the 3 in the middle let's go

Lune: just a little guy :) lune is a young rancher/gardener who worships the God of the wood, who kind of goes missing sometimes and is lowkey the least loyal God but shhhh he loves them. Lune and tol were childhood friends (along with their pal cleo) but on one of their little excursions tol took something very important to a very powerful king, and refused to give it back. As retribution the king destroyed their entire town, and cleo put all the blame on tol, tol and lune both knew lune had to take the side against tol in order to not have the town turn on him. So yeah he moved with the town to bring up a brand new farm, long awaiting the day when tol would come home and say that things were OK and they could settle back in town together, hopefully with cleo too. That didn't happen, but tol did come back and peer pressure lune into part time adventuring with him! So yeah generally lune just runs his lil farm and prays, but when tol comes to pick him up he gets a chance to go be free to act batshit crazy, just like when he was a kid 🥰

Pipes: DEmon! One time lune and tol had a little squabble so lune was like 'im gonna get a new best friend and ur gonna regret this' and tol was like 'yeah right, u live with a bunch of criminals right now no one's gonna wanna be ur bestie dumbass' so lune just walked into a cave at night and dragged out this little nonverbal demon because demons who live alone in caves don't have high standards for friends. Even tho it was just a ploy to make tol jealous lune went super hard on it and now pipes is actually friends with the gang lmaoo

Tol: like I said with lunes, stole something important from a king as a kid, monarch got pissed, blew up the town, town got pissed at tol for it, and since then he's been on the run because he's too stubborn to give back the damn thing (they could have just attacked HIM for it, but since la queen decided to fuck with his town, his family, tol thinks he doesn't deserve to have it back.) He had to run from town to town and got into a lot of danger in his attempts at finding places to hide, but he lacks fear and tended to fight stuff off. As a kid he found that he could get enough pity to be welcomed into towns if he told people he had to fight a monster to get there, so he told stories at every town and camp he went to of his hardships. But as he got older, those he stayed with beckoned him to keep talking, and more and more people said they had heard of his adventures. And that's when when it clicked, his shining ticket to true freedom wasn't a place, it was his stories. They gave him food, shelter, fun, memories, a life. So he made it his mission to never settle down, to make his life as crazy as possible and to talk about it as much as possible, and if he ever ran out of energy to adventure, he'd spend the rest of his dying days writing and writing his entire life story. He thought this was a life he'd live alone, but one day he sought refuge in jays little lonely house because he thought it was abonded, luckily though Jay had just been praying for a second chance at life and decided that considering the timing, tol must be that second chance. So yeah jay patched him up, found out on his monthly supply route he was harboring someone very wanted, and took care of tol even harder because he didn't know or care why he was wanted, he just knew that anyone who had a drawing of them as a child on a wanted poster definitely didn't deserve it. So yeah they're besties now.

AAA I wrote out a really long description for jay but tumblr glitched and I lost it :'O ble here's a shorter rewrite cus I'm not writing out that whole thing again >:P

Jay: brought up in a church village,, he was born with the curse, which allows him to tap into magical properties very easily, and be very easily controlled, manipulated, and possessed by them. This allowed him to be very connected with his god (the god of longevity) but also meant he was often treated as a security risk and a monster by the adults of his town since he could let in evil spirits so easily. He spent most of his time praying and he became obsessed with acting on compulsions (repeated prayer, overscrubbing, scratching himself, touching religious things until he felt like he touched them "right") because he believed they were messages from God and would prevent him from becoming evil (look he was a teenager and everyone told him he was a monster his whole life leave him be.) He gets possessed twice, mage as a rep of the town is like "either have ur cursed removed or leave town forever" (uncursing is only hypothetically possible, it's hella dangerous) and he's scared itd sever his connection to his god so he leaves and he's upset bcus his entire life plan was built around his church, so now he's livin alone on a hill and leaving like once a month, he stays up there and sews and prays mostly, he sort of works on himself and becomes vaguely mentally stable, so he prays for a second chance at life since he lost his original path and needs a sign where to go, and then boom tol shows up and the rest is history. Now he has his own little family and things are going great :) other than the still getting possessed like once a week but shhhh

Pip: in between the entrance to hell and the religious central of the continent is a little town that sides with neither. They mostly fuck around and find out, and in this town lives a monster researcher and her less formal wife, pip! Pip is just a silly goofy little guy livin life, and when the crazy bunch shows up she feels like he's finally found her people :3 and for the first time the group gains a member who's begging to join them as opposed to the other way around

Ya and together they all go on wacky lil adventures with demons and monsters and monarchs and what not.

Tldr pastel is a funny lil dead guy, pop is a time traveller and the Adult of the team, lunes a lil farmer man, pipes a hobo demon they picked up off the side of the road, tols a little criminal demon adventurer, jays a religious weirdo who tol dragged out of his hermit hut, and pips an insane little guy

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princessjungeun · 4 years ago

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09: Ryujin x Reader

Request: hiiii!! i’d love to see girlfriend ryujin helping you when you’re injured, like if her baby broke her ankle or something🥺 thank youuuu💘

CW: hospitals, sports injury.

This is kind of an AU but also kind of not...just go with it 😌

The shouts of fans echoed throughout the stadium. Looking around you saw men, women, and children wearing your jersey number: 09. Although you weren’t the captain of your team, you were the star player and MVP. Often people compared you to some of the best soccer players in the world, men and women. You didn’t feel you measured up to them at all but everyone says otherwise, especially because you were on the U-21 women’s soccer team.

The sun hung high in the sky, beaming down creating the occasional heat wave. The very few clouds in the sky provided absolutely no shade, almost making it feel hotter. The grass was still slightly soggy from last nights storm, but the heat had long dried up most wet spots.

As you sprinted down the pitch you spotted a teammate in your peripheral vision. She dribbled the ball as fast as she could, trying to get away from the opposing team’s players.

“HEEJIN!” You shouted your teammate’s name signaling that you were open. The girl looked up and kicked the ball to you just before she was tripped by an opposing defender.

The ball was now at your feet, the other team’s defense following close behind. Breaking out into yet another sprint you headed closer to the goal. You passed the ball to another teammate of yours that was closer to the goal. Running faster you signaled you were open once again.

You watched as your teammates passed the ball from person to person in attempt to get it to you. Smiling widely, you watched Somi pass to her older sister Aisha, who passed to Yuna. The young blonde shouted your name before kicking the call full force to you.

With a smack the ball hit you in the chest, making you wince. It rolled down your body and your feet caught it. You ran closer to the goal before kicking the ball, watching as it flew into the back of the net.

Fans screamed your name, holding up jerseys with your name and number on the back. Flashing a smile to the camera you brushed a few hairs from your face.

Your eyes scanned the field looking for the ball before landing on your co captain Yves. The slim girl made her way gracefully down the pitch, nobody close enough to her to steal the ball.

You called out to her so she knew you were open. With one quick pass the ball was under your foot, finding another teammate you passed the ball. Right as you kicked the ball to Lalisa you felt yourself slip and fall on a damp patch of grass.

As your body made contract with the ground you felt a pain sear through your leg. A high pitched scream ripped through the stadium making everyone go silent.

The announcers voice broke the silence “Who is that? Number 09 is on the ground. L/N Y/N has fallen. She looks like she is in a lot of pain, as she is not moving. A teammate is by her side...and now a medic is being sent her way. Everyone standby.”

Laying on the ground you covered your face with your arm. Immediately you felt someone’s hand make contact with your face.

“Y/N? Can you hear me?” Heejin’s voice filled your ears, the only sound you could hear between your sobs.

A few medics ran onto the field asking the girls around you if they knew what happened. Heejin and Yves did their best to explain what they saw, but they didn’t exactly see how you fell.

A man asked you calmly “sweetheart does it feel like it’s the bone or a muscle? Is it both?” You could only nod, not knowing what you felt specifically, all you knew was that it hurt.

He once again asked “can you stand up?” You shook your head, letting out another sob.

The medics rolled you onto a stretcher before rolling you off the field. Heejin stood by you, walking with the medics. Your coach pulled her by the arm. “Heejin where do you think you’re going? We need you.” Pulling back she asked “can you sub Wonnie in? She hasn’t played today...trust me she can do it.” He gave in walking away calling to Wonyoung that she was to be subbed in.

Heejin asked you “is there anything I can do?” In a high pitched wheeze you let out “call R-Ryujin.”

You thought about your girlfriend hoping it would take away some of the pain. Remembering how she’d smile just by looking at you. The way the little dimples beneath her eyes would show up to complete the grin you put on her face.

Another wave of pain washed over you, erasing Ryujin from your thoughts completely. Feeling your mind go blank, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Only seeing black as your body fell limp, the voices around you were only distant echos.

You were in and out of consciousness for what seemed like only five minutes. All you remember was Heejin standing over you before a medic put a mask over your face. A warmth engulfed your body and you felt something wrap around your arms and torso.

Thinking it was your girlfriend holding you, not a blanket and straps of the gurney holding you, you smiled weakly. Whispering softly you mumbled “Ryu-Ryujinnie?”

The idea of her with you faded as a loud wind filled your ears. So loud it completely drowned out everything else around you.

The last thing you heard was a female medic tell you “ok sweetheart just relax, we’re air.....hospital. Seoul-........everything’s oka-.” The words got more and more sporadic as you weaved in and out of consciousness. Eventually your mind completely going blank as you imagined being in your girlfriend’s arms as she kissed all your pain away.

•

It had been two days since the accident and you were just waking up. Looking around the room everything was white. Not a welcoming white either, it looked like that of a futuristic prison. The thick glass windows looked out only to a bare night sky. The smell of sanitizer filled your nostrils, almost making you sneeze. This smell only belonging to one place. A hospital.

As you moved your hand to rub your eye you saw the IV stuck to your skin. You poked at it with your free hand, wincing when it stung. The oxygen tube up your nose did nothing but make you uncomfortable so your tried to pull it out.

Tugging at the plastic tube you realized a nurse had small pieces of medical tape on each of your cheeks, holding the tube in place. Whimpering softly you continued to pull at it until a nurse came in with a smile.

“Oh you’re awake!” Her smile was welcoming and warm, making you relax. She reached out for the tube and said “here let me, I’ll give you the mask instead hmm?” You nodded nervously wondering why she was so happy at this hour of night.

“Wha-what happened?” You asked, your voice hoarse from not drinking for two days. The woman responded as she walked around the room “you tore a few things...I already paged someone to come and explain everything to you in the morning. But for now you should get back to sleep okay?” You nodded as she took your vitals quickly before placing an oxygen mask over your face. Before leaving she told you “when you wake up press the red button above your head, it’ll tell me you’re awake ok?” Nodding once again you tried your best to smile with the mask over your face.

Catching a glimpse of her name tag you made sure to engrave the name in your head:

Bae Joohyun

•

When you woke up the next day it was definitely early morning. The golden sun pooled through the windows, illuminating the room from a bland white, to a beautiful gold.

You pressed the nurse button above your head as Joohyun instructed you to the night before.

Almost immediately Joohyun came into your room, the same bright smile on her face. You asked “can I speak with the doctor?” She told you “he is with another patient but i’ve already paged him...but in the mean time you have a visitor. She’s actually come everyday since your arrival and stayed until I had to kick her out. Would you like to see her?”

Knowing it was either Ryujin or Heejin you nodded enthusiastically.

Just as you suspected it was Ryujin. Your girlfriend immediately came to your side. She stayed silent just happy that you had finally woken up after so long.

Soon a doctor came in, the anxiousness growing as you awaited to find out what happened while you were asleep.

“Miss L/N Y/N yes?” He asked looking at a clipboard in his hands. He continued “so Joohyun told me you asked about what happened hmm?” You nodded, your gaze alone pressing him to continue.

He flipped through some papers as he talked:

“When you fell at your game, you expierenced what we call a tear in your ACL as well as your MCL. Those were both third degree tear, which means a complete tear. You also dislocated your knee and fractured a few bones around your knee. We preformed a surgery to fix the torn ligaments, however the fractures will have to heal on their own. You will start physical therapy in two weeks. Until then you will need to be in a wheelchair, absolutely no weight is to be put on your leg, by any means okay?”

Nodding slowly you tried to show you understood despite the fact that you still hadn’t fully comprehended what he told you. He asked a few questions like how you were feeling and if you were in pain. To which you told him you were ok and your pain medication hadn’t worn off just yet. He nodded and left you and Ryujin alone.

The second the door closed you pulled the mask off your face and let all the tears you held in out. Ryujin pouted before scooting the chair she was in closer to your bed.

“Awww baby don’t cry it’ll be ok.” Your girlfriend cooed as she wipes away a few of your tears.

“No I won’t...You heard what he said Ryu. I completely tore my ACL and MCL. I’m never gonna play again....” Swatting her hand away you explained what you thought this meant for you.

Ryujin kissed your cheek softly, her thumb grazing your face. She carefully placed the mask back on and said “it’ll all work out baby ok? Just trust me.”

•

When you finally got released from the hospital you were so relieved. Although you were only there for 5 days, two of which you weren’t conscious for, it felt like an eternity.

Before leaving Joohyun and a few other nurses taught you how to do basic tasks alone. Like using the bathroom and taking a shower, as well as dressing yourself. Despite their help, you still needed assistance with the last one.

Luckily Ryujin was done with Itzy’s Not Shy comeback so she had a long break ahead, as the other two JYP girl groups were promoting for the next few months.

•

“Baby come on...you have physical therapy today.” Ryujin gently shook you awake, a smile on her face. You groaned softly just wanting to sleep longer but you knew she would find away to get you up. Your girlfriend helped you get dressed before making sure you ate breakfast and took your meds.

You’d been doing physical therapy for a little while now but today was the first time you were going to try and walk.

Ryujin would sense your nerves as she drove to the hospital. Her hand found your thigh, rubbing your skin reassuringly.

Without taking her eyes off the road she told you “Don’t be worried okay? Everything will be fine. And I’ll be with you the whole time.”

•

“Ok Y/N we can start whenever you’re ready. I want you to start with your good leg then take the next step with your other.” Your physical therapist Ashley stood behind you, holding you up by the waist. Her assistant stood in front of you, Ryujin at the end of the parallel bars.

You took a small step with your good leg before lifting your other leg. It felt like your bad leg weighed 200 pounds, as if you were trying to pull a heavy weight 100 yards. Taking the small step you felt yourself move slightly forward.

“Okay good, can you get another one?” She gently coaxed. You tried your best to take another step, the assistant in front of you ready to catch you if you fell.

By the end of the appointment you had taken five steps which was far more than you thought you could do. The only thing pressing you on was seeing Ryujin’s smile as she watched you proudly.

•

It had been three weeks since you took your first steps post surgery. You had improved fairly quickly, so much so Ashley had given you home workouts to do with Ryujin.

“Come on baby it’s fine take your time.” Ryujin told you as you firmly gripped onto her forearms for support. Taking slow steps across the floor you focused on maintaining your balance.

Right as you took your third step you felt yourself falling. Ryujin caught you almost instantly, not giving you time to even hit the ground.

Holding yourself up on her body, arms wrapped around her neck, you let out a few sobs. She scooped you up into her arms and carried you to your bed. Placing you down she climbed on next to you, allowing you to slip into her lap. You sobbed into her chest, tears running down your face and onto her shirt.

“Baby...it’s okay why are you crying? You did so well today.” Your girlfriend rubbed small circles on your back while running her other hand through your hair.

You let everything out in one breath “I feel so pathetic. I can’t do anything on my own anymore. It’s like I’m a child Ryu. It’s not that hard to take ten steps but I can’t fucking do it. This is so stupid...”

Ryujin pulled away her features softened, wiping a few more tears from your face.

“Baby don’t say that. That’s not true. You have come a long way these past few weeks and I won’t let you take that away from yourself. You couldn’t even stand up let alone walk not too long ago. Even Ashley says you’re improving faster than most. You completely tore a ligament on the front and inside of your knee. Plus a few broken bones. It’s not going to happen overnight my love. It’ll take time, you just need to be patient. There’s nothing you can’t do. So dry those beautiful eyes and we can try again hmm?”

You sighed realizing she was right, it wouldn’t happen overnight. “Ugh okay...fine.”

Ryujin smiled kissing you gently on the lips “that’s my girl.”

•

It had been 18 months since you last were on the soccer field. Ashley had cleared you at 11 months but you were still afraid of getting hurt again. You trained with your teammates since the 11th month marker, but you just hadn’t played.

Today was your first game in 18 months and you were beyond nervous. Pacing around the locker room you chewed your lip nervously.

“Y/N relax, you’ll be ok. The grass is completely dry, you’ve trained for this over the past 7 months. Everyone here is going to watch out for you, and Wonnie is going to be subbed in the second you give the signal okay?” Heejin held you by the shoulders as she talked to you.

Yves waved all of you all into a huddle, “Okay everyone, it’s Y/N’s first day back. I want you all to watch out for her. Yuna and Wonyoungie, don’t get distracted. Eyes on the game only ok? Lalisa and Heejin, keep each other in check. No slacking this game. And Wonnie stay warm for when you get subbed in okay?”

Before walking out Yves pulled you aside “I know you’ll do great, you always have since we were kids. But please don’t push yourself too hard. Wonyoung can be subbed in anytime. Just give the signal and i’ll make it happen. I’m proud of you Y/N, you’ve come a long way.” She hugged you before linking arms with you and walking out into the open stadium.

•

Ten minutes into the game and you felt good as ever. You wished you hadn’t been scared and played earlier because it felt so gold to be back out in front of everyone. Fans cheered your name even when you were just standing around.

You signaled for Wonyoung to be subbed in just so you could get a bit of a break. As you sat on the sidelines you searched the stadium the best you could. Even though you knew Ryujin had to work today, you hoped she was still in the crowd watching you.

For the second half you got subbed back in, taking Wonyoung’s place on the field. Eyes on the ball you ran around the pitch to find an open spot.

Yuna dribbled the ball halfways down the pitch before passing it off to Heejin. From there it was kicked to Lalisa who quickly passed to Aisha. The tall girl looked around frantically as she ran, panic settling on her face when she saw nobody from her team near her. The three defenders on her back weren’t helping her either. You called out “Aisha!” She kicked the ball to you, sighing of relief that she wasn’t going to lose the ball to the other team.

The crowd chanted your name as you made your way to the goal. Adrenaline coursing through your veins you ran faster than you ever had before. With all the force in your body, you kicked the ball towards the goal. The goalie missed catching it by at least a meter, as it whizzed past her and into the back of the net.

You realized you had scored the winning goal on your first game back. All of your teammates came to crowd around you. The fans in the stands roared, cheering your name and number. The announcer’s voice rang from above:

“L/N Y/N has scored the winning goal! Her first game since she suffered major knee injuries 18 months ago. She has shown us today that she is back and better than ever, congratulations to our star, 09!”

Smiling brightly as your teammates hugged you, showing you nothing but love, you thought it couldn’t get any better.

Heejin elbowed you lightly before pointing to the sidelines. Covering your eyes from the sun you squinted, breaking into a spring when you saw a familiar face.

Jumping onto her and wrapping your legs around her waist, you tucked your head into your girlfriend’s neck.

“I thought you were working today!” You hopped off of her, hugging her again. She held you tight before saying “I couldn’t miss my baby girl’s first day back.” You pulled her in for a kiss and asked “so...what’d you think from the audience perspective?”

Ryujin smiled, her eye dimples showing through “you looked amazing baby. I’m so proud of you. See I told you there’s nothing you can’t do.”

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beetlebitchywitch · 5 years ago

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-slides u 39 for beetlejuice and runs tf away-

“Are you trying to turn me on or are you really just that oblivious?”

(Kayla, sis, ur gonna kill me. Smut warning, obviously)

You know, you really didn’t mean for today to end up like this.

Oh, who were you kidding. You absolutely wanted the day to end up like this, you just never really expected it to. Beetlejuice spent all goddamn day flirting with you, but you could easily brush it aside knowing it didn’t really mean anything. I mean, he was a demon, right? It was probably just in their nature. He was just trying to get a rise out of you, that’s all. Really, he was just your demon roommate who lived in the attic and sometimes ate your succulents, and that was it. Nothing else at all going on.

You couldn’t be more in denial if you were drowning in it.

You’d been waiting for the weekend to finally arrive ever since your boss chewed you out on Tuesday afternoon, so when you finally arrived home on Friday, you threw yourself onto your couch with a heavy sigh, sinking into the cushions like you never wanted to leave them. You suspected Beej was in the attic doing…whatever it was he got up to while you were gone, but you knew he’d be joining you shortly. Almost as if he’d read your mind, he popped into the room, wearing…holy shit, just his dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, exposing his strong forearms covered sparsely with green hair. A blush rose to your cheeks, but you chose to ignore it as you shot him a soft smile.

“Hey, Beej, what’s going o-?”

“Roll over.”

“What?”

“On your stomach,” he said, as if it was obvious. When you still hesitated, he sighed and snapped his fingers, teleporting you both to your bedroom. Your bed was now home to a large nest of pillows and comforters, accompanied by soft piano music playing from your laptop and a sweet, floral scent hanging in the air.

“What’s all this?” you asked with a curious smile.

“Well, I knew work really hung you out to dry this week, so I figured I’d surprise you!” he explained with a proud grin. He snapped his fingers, summoning a small bottle of massage oil into his hand. “I made the blanket nest myself. I was gonna give you your massage downstairs, but I figured this’d be more comfortable, hmm?”

And there it was, that lecherous fucking smirk that you wanted to kiss off of his handsome face, damn him. You swallowed roughly at the thought of Beej’s strong hands on you, rubbing the tension away, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as he took you…OK, nope, that was the end of that! You forced the thought away as you took his hand, smiling sweetly despite the flirtatious look he was shooting your way.

“That’s really sweet of you, Beej. Thank you for thinking of me,” you said, squeezing his hand. He beamed, his hair nearly glowing with how neon green it turned. You chuckled, shuffling to your dresser to pull out a few things. “Just let me get changed into something more comfy, mmkay?”

“Sure thing, babes, take all the time you need,” he said, crawling onto your bed and lounging the newly made blanket nest. You shook your head fondly and moved into the bathroom to change into something more appropriate for the…fuck, massage he was about to give you.

When you emerged from the bathroom, Beetlejuice immediately sat up straighter at the sight of you- you were wearing soft grey shorts that barely covered the tops of your thighs and a pastel pink sports bra, one that barely did anything to hide your breasts from him. His eyes widened and he cleared his throat awkwardly, trying to distract you from him adjusting himself in his pants. Jesus Christ, he felt so pathetic, getting all hot and bothered over some breather in a sports bra…but you’d never been just some breather. You were all soft and warm and kind, always there for him despite the fact that he was a demon, always encouraging him to be better, to love harder, to live fuller…God, he was so fucking gone for you.

‘Course, you didn’t know that. You had your head so far up your goddamn ass you couldn’t see what was right in front of you. But judging by how you’d been reacting to him since you got home, he figured he might be able to fix that in the next hour.

So, he rolled off of your blanket nest, trying to hide his arousal by beckoning you forward and instructing you to lie on your tummy, resting your head on your crossed arms. You relaxed into the soft comforters, feeling incredibly at ease as you heard the soft click of the bottle of oil in Beej’s hands.

“Best way for me to do this is to straddle you, princess. That alright?” he asked, looking you over inquisitively. You hummed your consent, suspecting that wonderfully smarmy smirk to have found its home on his face once more as he settled himself down just at the tops of your thighs. If he wasn’t careful, the boner he was sporting would poke you right in the ass, so he made sure to adjust himself so you couldn’t feel it…yet. “Alright, babes, you just relax and let me take care of you.”

If those words didn’t pull a little gasp out of you first, the feeling of Beej’s cool hands spreading massage oil all over you back would’ve made sure of it. God, they were so big, pleasantly cool to the touch and firm as he began kneading your tense muscles. You let your eyes slip shut, falling prey to the absolute magic he was working on the knots in your back with his thumbs. You were so blissed out that you didn’t notice the little moans slipping from your lips every now and then, especially when Beej massaged a particularly tight knot. But oh, did Beetlejuice fucking notice.

You had never looked so hot in your goddamn life. Your skin was so smooth and soft under his hands, and you were making the hottest little noises he’d ever heard a breather make, and it was all because of him.

“Feelin’ a little better, doll?” he asked, his voice embarrassingly strained.

“Mmhmm,” you hummed happily, gasping sharply as he dug his fingers in a particularly fantastic spot. “Oh fuck that feels good, keep going, right there!”

Jesus fucking Christ he was going to die. He was going to keel over right then and there, and he was already dead! How the fuck could you be allowed to do this kinda thing to him? You were squirming under his hands, clutching the comforters between your white-knuckled fingers, and moaning like he was fucking you into oblivion, all the while his cock was trapped painfully in his pants and it was so goddamn frustrating. He was so close to snapping, just pulling your shorts aside and fucking you until you screamed, but he refused to do that without your consent. No, he needed you to know, he needed you to say yes, and he needed it now.

“Beej…fuck, you’re amazing,” you moaned. You bit your lower lip and let out a soft, barely there whine, and that was fucking it. Beetlejuice chuckled darkly and leaned forward, his resolve snapping as he hovered over you completely, keeping his lips close to your ear.

“Are you trying to turn me on, or are you just that oblivious?” he whispered into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

“What? What are you talking abou-…oh,” you breathed, because now you could feel his cock pressing against your ass. Curious, you shifted against him experimentally, causing Beej to groan into your ear before chuckling darkly.

“That’s it, sweetheart, don’t think I haven’t noticed that you want me too,” he crooned, sitting back up to drag his hands down the warm, reddened skin of your back. “Because unlike you, I don’t keep my head firmly up my ass.”

“Hey, that is so unfair!” you retorted, flipping yourself over to glare up at him. “You’re the one who’s constantly flirted with me and never followed through! Was I supposed to just know that that meant something, or did I have to find out when you popped a boner giving me a massage?”

Of course, you suddenly realize the position you’ve put yourself in when you get a good look at said boner, his hard cock only about a foot away from you face where he was straddling your hips. He tried to hide his smirk when he noticed you staring.

“Did you ever think that’s because I was waiting for you to ask?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow at you. “That I didn’t want to be the big bad demon preying on some innocent breather? And not just any innocent breather, one I…you know, care about.” He rubbed his hand through his hair shyly. “You’re more than just someone to fuck to me, sweets, you gotta know that.” You hesitated before smiling softly, your heart fluttering incessantly in your chest because you’d been waiting for what seemed like forever for this to happen and frankly, you’re feeling desperate for him.

“I…I think I know that now, Beej,” you said, running your fingers through his hair before giving an experimental tug and a short grind of your hips against his. He groaned, biting his lower lip as it faded into a deep growl.

“Be careful with who you’re messing with, doll,” he warned. “You’re probably gonna want to be able to walk out of here by the time I’m done with you.”

“Please, like you could break me that easily,” you countered, pulling him by the hair to press the full length of his body to yours. “Why don’t you show me what you’re made of, hmm?” He barked out a laugh, shaking his head fondly at your eagerness.

“That’s my girl,” he breathed, soothing the blush of your cheeks with the pad of his thumb.

“Oh, your girl, huh?” you laughed, quirking an eyebrow at him. He chuckled darkly, quickly grabbing both of your wrists and pinning your arms above your head, leaning in until your lips were so close to touching.

“Sweetness,” he murmured, his breath puffing out and over your lips. “If you didn’t realize that you’re already mine, you haven’t been paying attention.”

Those words sent heat pooling in the pit of your stomach, pulling a whine from your lips as you finally closed the distance between you and kissed him roughly. He inhaled sharply and pressed his full weight down onto you, holding you firmly in place as he ground his cock into your hip as he kissed you back, sucking your lower lip between his teeth and tugging until you whimpered for him. He pulled away and began attacking your neck, sucking gorgeous marks into your sensitive skin while you whined and struggled against his grip. He held your wrists firmly, not letting you budge a single inch while he laved his tongue over the bruises that were just beginning to form, pulling whimper after whimper from your parted lips.

“God, I’ve been waiting so damn long for this…” he moaned into your skin, shifting downward and snapping his fingers to remove the offending sports bra that was keeping him from more of your gorgeous body. Your nipples hardened at the exposure to the slightly chilled air, which only made Beetlejuice more excited to play with them. He dove in, sucking one into his mouth and circling it with the tip of his tongue, moaning when you buried your hands in his hair and tugged. He gave the same treatment to the other nipple before sucking bruise after bruise onto your breast, pain and pleasure harmonizing so gloriously that it left you breathless. “Mm, you taste so fucking good, sweets…but I bet you taste even better down here, hmm?”

His hands stroked down your stomach and to the waistband of your shorts, lingering there while his eyes silently asked for your permission. You lifted your hips to make it as easy as possible for him to get your shorts off, because you fucking needed them off now.

“Beej, come on, get ‘em off, please,” you whimpered, frustrated at how slowly he was peeling them and your panties off of you. He merely chuckled, taking his sweet time in sliding them down your legs and off completely.

“Patience, doll,” he cooed, making you grumble with frustration. “We’ve waited this long, what’s the harm in taking our time?”

“Easy for you to say, asshole,” you mumbled. “You probably got some in the last few months.”

“Guess again, angel,” he countered. You expected to see mirth in his eyes, but he simply gazed at you. He was completely serious.

“You…you didn’t?”

“Not a chance,” he said, rubbing his hands up your thighs to land on your hips. “No one else was worth my time, babes. No one but you.”

Those words hit you like a rock. He waited. The horniest, most lecherous demon you knew waited for you. He could’ve had anyone until you finally got your shit together, but instead he waited months just to be with you.

You rose up onto your knees and pulled Beetlejuice into a long, languid kiss, pouring every feeling you had into it as you laved your tongue over his lower lip, just hoping and praying that it would show him what he meant to you. He smiled into the kiss, wrapping you up in his arms before lowering you back onto the mattress, settling himself between your spread legs. He pulled away from the kiss to lower himself fully between your legs, drinking in the sight of you, fully exposed and glistening.

“Ohhh, baby,” he groaned, pressing a wet kiss to your inner thigh that trembled under his touch. “You are even more gorgeous than I imagined.”

“Beej, come on, please…” you mumbled, running your fingers through his hair and pleading with your eyes. He smirked up at you, content to watch you struggle not to shove his face into your pussy for a few moments longer.

“You ask me so nicely, babes,” he said, his smile growing toothy and almost sinister. “But I bet I can make you beg.” And with that, he buried his face in your pussy, greedily tasting you to your very core. You threw your head back with a gasp, gripping his hair tightly as he circled your clit with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. Your thighs shook as he gripped them and pressed the flat of his tongue against you, letting you grind against his face and chase the pleasure you craved. Having his face in your pussy was enough to make him painfully hard where he was stuck in his pants, so he snapped his fingers to rid himself of his suit and began to stroke his cock in earnest. He moaned against your clit, the vibrations sending stars to blur your vision as you bit your lip to hold back your moans.

“I thought you tasted good before, sweetness, but down here you’re fucking mouthwatering,” he groaned, letting one finger come up and trace your entrance. “You want more, sweetheart, hmm? Better let me fuckin’ hear it.”

“Yes,” you moaned, tugging at his hair to try and force him back between your legs. “I want you, Beej, please just fucking take me.” At this, you heard a deep laugh rumble in his chest.

“Believe me, doll, I plan on it,” he said, slowly plunging his middle finger inside you as he went back to licking intermittently at your clit. You immediately clenched around his finger, moaning as he began to curl it in just the right way, your fists absolutely white-knuckled in the blankets as he practically dragged the pleasure out of you. He quickly added a second finger, fucking them in and out and trying not to come untouched from the thought of that wet heat practically choking his cock. “Tell me what you want, Y/N. Say it and I’ll give it to you.”

“Beetlejuice, please!” you cried out. He tutted, opting to finger you harder, pulling near screams out of your throat, which was quickly growing sore.

“Come on, baby, I know you can. Just tell me what you need. Beg for it like a good little girl, and if you do it extra pretty, I’ll let you cum.”

You growled in frustration, seething at the shit-eating grin he was shooting you without even once letting up on the unrelenting pace of his fingers.

“I-ah, ah- want you to fuck me, Beetlejuicccccceshit, oh fuck, want your cock in me so bad, please God I wanna cum, I can’t, I can’t, I’m gonna cum, please!”

“Mm, good girl. Cum,” he commanded, leaning down to flick your clit with the tip of his tongue until you screamed, clenching tightly around his fingers as you came. He fingered you through it, only pulling his fingers out of you once you’d fully come down, panting heavily with a thin sheen of sweat making your skin glow in the light your lamp gave off. Beetlejuice grinned up at you from between your legs, lips glistening with your cum and his eyes practically heart-shaped.

“God, you’re so fuckin’ pretty,” he gushed, sliding up the bed until you were face to face. He stroked your cheek with his thumb, gazing at you so intently that you nearly wanted to shy away from the intensity of it all. “Knew you’d look so pretty when you cum, baby, but I bet you’ll be drop dead gorgeous when you cum around my cock,” he groaned, kissing you intensely. You moaned as you tasted yourself on his lips, feeling him grind his cock against your thigh as he probed your mouth with his tongue. He pulled away, panting harshly against your skin. “One more time, baby. What do you want?”

“Want you to fuck me, BJ,” you murmured, pressing one more kiss to his lips. “Waited so long for you, I just…I need you…” He smiled against your lips, kissing you sweetly before positioning himself at your entrance.

“Alright, baby, we’re gonna take this nice and slow, ok?” he asked. “Keep those eyes on me, want you to watch me while I fuck you, got it?” You nodded, inhaling sharply as he began to enter you. He wasn’t incredibly long, but God was he thick, his girth stretching you beautifully as he pushed into you. Beej groaned against your lips, watching you intently for any signs of pain as he bottomed out, his hips pressed firmly against yours.

“Oh fuck yeah, that’s the stuff, sweetness,” he groaned, taking in the intoxicating feeling of your pussy clenching around him, adjusting so beautifully to his girth. “Shit, you’re taking me so well, baby. How you feelin’? Any pain?”

“Mm-mm,” you hummed, shaking your head. You rolled your hips experimentally, gasping at the feeling of him moving inside of you. “Beej, just…don’t hold back, alright? I told you, you can’t break me that easily. Just…make me yours.” That last bit made him growl almost involuntarily, grabbing at your hips impatiently and starting to thrust, picking up speed the louder you moan. He holds you so close, pressing your foreheads together so he can watch you as you fall apart for him.

“Say it again, baby girl,” he murmured, kissing across her cheek to nibble at her ear. “Say you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Beej, fuck, I-I need more, harder,” you moan, wrapping your legs around his waist. He speeds up with a deep growl, re-angling himself in the most perfect way, the head of his cock dragging beautifully against your G spot that sends stars to cloud your vision once more. You’re not sure you remembered your name, but frankly, it felt unimportant compared to the bliss you sunk into with each and every thrust of his cock inside of you.

“Again, baby, come on,” he said, egging you on.

“I’m yours!”

“Again!”

“Yours! Fuck, shit, you feel so fucking good, God I love you!”

That was it. Whatever little restraint he had splintered as he pulled you tightly against him, rutting into you with everything he had. He’d never let you go again, never let you leave his arms; he’d die holding you, die fucking you, die loving you, if he could. He moaned louder, thrusted harder, kissed fiercer, and all of it was setting you ablaze from the inside out. You curled yourself into his arms as firmly as you could, wanting him around you, in you, wanting him and only him because you were his, and in that moment, he was all you needed. Your pleasure seemed to seep out of every pore in your skin, your voice hoarse from crying out as he littered you with kisses and bite marks, undeniable claims on every inch of skin he could find. Mine. Mine. Mine.

“Love you too, babes, God, I love you so goddamn much I can’t breathe, and this tight little pussy, mmph, fucking milking me, huh? You’re gonna make me cum, sweets. Is that what you want, you want me to fill you up? Make you mine? Cum with me, baby, wanna watch you cum around my fucking cock-”

You cut him off with a choked off wail, clenching around him as tightly as you could as wave after wave of pleasure rushed over you, threatening to drown you, to bury you beneath a deep abyss, but you simply wouldn’t mind. You felt him spill into you, groaning into your collarbone as his whole body trembled around you. You were floating, you were sinking, you were living, you were dying, and it was everything that you needed and more, infinitely more. You let your eyes slide shut as you came down, feeling Beetlejuice maneuvering you both into a more comfortable position. When you finally opened your eyes again, you were pressed against his chest, your chin resting comfortably right at the top of his pec.

“Welcome back, beautiful,” he said with a grin, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “Was afraid I’d knocked you clean out. How are you feelin’?”

“Mm, fantastic,” you said hoarsely, stretching your arms a bit before settling firmly into his side. “So, was that everything you’d been waiting for?”

With a warm chuckle, he pulled you close, leaning down to press a sweet kiss to your forehead as you let your eyes slide shut again, your exhaustion taking you over.

“Everything, love,” he murmured, “and more.”

(THIS BECAME 9 PAGES LONG. IT’S ALMOST FINALS WEEK. I’M DUMB BUT I LOVE THIS SO WHATEVER)

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sanstropfremir · 4 years ago

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some thoughts and questions:

about kingdom - seeing peniel join the mix of ateez and skz was odd for me lol that threw me entirely off and i think is the large reason why i’m personally not a big fan of it. i watch peniel’s stuff outside of kingdom and he’s just a v chill dude overall; even in btob’s performances, he’s not a big standout and is there and does his job. whereas for ateez and skz (i don’t watch skz enough but this is based on the kingdom content), their energies match very well with each other in terms of performance. ateez definitely wins in stage presence compared to skz but their sounds and dance compete, if that makes sense. what did you think of peniel in this performance (aside from the krumping mentioned in your long review, if you have any more thoughts)?

i also think wolf is such a bold song choice. it’s one of the sm staples - really only sm groups can pull off these songs and concepts because it was designed literally for them. e.g. snsd i got a boy, rv rookie, fx/tvxq/ nct songs. there’s a uniqueness to them that can’t be replicated imo. if a non-sm group is going to cover it, it’s almost always a fail (or is missing v important components to the song/performance that it lacks in comparison).

also, what do you think of the stages overall? like, in terms of variation. there’s nothing wrong with serious, dark, and/or thematic performances. but i feel like all of the groups are sticking to it because it makes their stages ‘valid’. if that makes sense. to simplify it, i wish groups did more ‘bright and fun’ concepts and played around more. ikon and btob are groups that do this but for these kingdom stages i don’t get the same energy.

about kpop in general - in your review of the recent kingdom ep, you mentioned that you can only think of 2-3 groups where most of (or all) members of the group have great stage presence. what groups do you think have this quality? off the top of my head, i think of shinee and seventeen. every time they perform, each member makes themselves known and carry their part. even for a large group like seventeen and some members get only like 3-5 seconds of screen time. when a member is missing it’s painfully obvious too.

this is so long and thoughtful, thank you! i’ll try to answer everything but if i miss something just let me know! i’m putting it under a cut because long.

ok to start: peniel. i agree, there is quite a bit of dissonance having him in with a group that’s comprised of 98-01 liners, and especially because he does have a very laid back personality. i do think he stepped it up pretty well in the stage, even if his energy wasn’t a perfect match. and he clearly did put on a different performance than he usually would, if eunkwang and minhyuk’s incoherent and hilarious screaming at the end of the stage was any indication. it was a smart choice to position him as the ‘alpha’ wolf of the stage. when there’s that large a gap of performing experience with idols, no matter what you do, it's going to show. even if he wasn’t a chill guy, his stage presence is just gonna be different. same thing with minhyuk in the rap stage. i know having a low member number puts them at a bit of a disadvantage, but btob (and subsequently ateez and skz) actually kinda lucked out in that regard for this stage. say for example, the full group was competing and they sent multiple members to the performance unit like the other two groups did. because ateez and skz are the same age and have relatively compatible performance styles, they can make a cohesive unit, but now you have multiple performers who have an incompatible style and will stand out from that group. how do you thematically bridge that gap within the performance itself? when you only have one unhammered nail, you can capitalize on that nail being unhammered. hence making peniel the alpha wolf, or making minhyuk the ‘boss’ at the end of the rap stage. there just isn’t enough time with this show to actually do the rehearsal to make a truly cohesive unit, so the best thing to do is highlight the difference.

my position on covers is that it's futile to try and match the original perfectly, so match the energy but make it your own. one of my all time favourite covers is kings of leon’s dancing on my own. yes, the robyn song. also the 1975’s cover of thank u, next. rtk features a few stages that i think got the right idea, with pentagon’s follow and their collab with onf for kill this love. sm songs are tough for this for though because yea, they are pretty tailored to their groups, and the groups themselves have very unique signatures and theyre often so famous that it's hard to separate them from their contexts enough to pull off a more abstract cover.

honestly the variety of themes hasn’t been the worst? obviously i’m a person who likes narrative and thematic elements though so i'm going to be a little more biased towards those types of stages. i think people keep using the term ‘dark’ to describe any concept that’s vaguely thematic and has moody lighting. i wouldn’t describe any of btob’s stages as dark, or ikon’s, and i wouldn’t describe ateez’s wonderland stage as dark either. i do want to see more variation in aesthetics, especially in the costumes. really only ateez and btob have got this one down; you can tell the group’s style and that it's the same designers/stylists, but there’s been enough variety that none of their looks have felt the same. tbz and sf9 have only worn embellished suits so far, ikon has not made much effort with their costumes all, and skz have just been alternating one stage black one stage white in like, exactly the same outfits. boring!!!! where is the drama!!! so yes, i would like to see everyone having a little more fun on stage and with their concepts, but i also dont know if i'm willing to risk the 60% chance that it will be school uniforms for the younger groups. because i really Do Not want that.

and as far as groups where all the members have great stage presence, i'm so sorry but i suspect you were typing this while i published a post where i detailed the exact reasons i dont find seventeen compelling, please do not be offended. i guess i can say they have good collective presence? the ones that i was thinking of are shinee and tvxq. shinee for obvious reasons, and tvxq is just two dudes, so they both have to have stage presence or the whole thing would have collapsed in 2011. oh, by default also superm, because sm cherry picked seven of their best performers and slapped them together in a group. honestly baekhyun is probably the weakest link in terms of stage presence but he makes up for it in screaming so i forgive him. if we wanna count 50%+, where the group has good presence as a whole but not all the members, i would say ateez, got7, mx, and vixx. vixx is a weird one because 50% of their stage presence is hakyeon, jaehwan, and hyuk being pretty normal charismatic dudes and 50% of it is leo’s absolutely incomprehensible cryptid vibes. why is he like that. we'll never know.

#kingdom #thank you for these thoughts and questions anon!!#i got stuck in a youtube hole watching bbc radio 1 covers while writing this #if you read my taemin favourite song list and was confused about me listing final dragon and 2kids in the same tier #and are now seeing a kol and a the 1975 rnb cover here #yes my music taste is wack no it does not make sense to me either #got7 has had the wildest changes in stage vibes over their career #watching their rookie stuff is so funny when compared with their most recent comebacks over the last two years #mx just grew up very well #vixx.........man i dont even know #i think anyone would be hard pressed to explain how vixx works #kpop questions #text #Anonymous #kingdom asks

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